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The End Times

The End Times

 

A black whirlpool lies before me

as the world´s evil is sucked out of sight

The ground shakes and buildings collapse

asteroids and comets race by

with fiery tails ablaze in a cataclysmic sky

Lightning flashes with pronged forks

to the accompaniment of rumbling thunder

Screams, shouts, explosions in a cacaphony 

of hysterical sound

The room tilts as I fall over

furniture, chandeliers are swept aside

broken glass is the dust of destruction

All is laid to waste, nothing is left

Then a lull, a haunting silence

with an air of expectancy

Pensive, with trepidation, I wait

for what, or for whom?

◄ A Grey Blanket

Justice and Peace ►

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keith jeffries

Thu 26th Apr 2018 09:04

Good Morning Rachel,

Thank you for your observations which I appreciate. I wrote this as a believer who sees the end times as the coming of Christ but as a prelude to this he will overcome and destroy all evil. The victory will be His. The last four lines of the poem look to our emancipation following the end. I hope this makes sense. Thank you again. Keith

elPintor

Thu 26th Apr 2018 00:45

Hi Keith. There is one idea that besets me as I read this and that is that there is no relative idea that can exist without its juxtaposing positive and negative, and no one absolute that can be perceived without its opposite on a spectrum--no high without low, no light without dark. Even in the biblical end times, the left and the right are mentioned. Can evil be truly banished? Or only out of sight for a few?

But then, you leave us with a question...

I appreciate the spark, Keith. Netflix is quite a bore.

Rachel

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